With my imaginary spaceship, I land on a distant planet, right in the middle of a jungle. The planet is a distant counterpart to Earth, in fact identical to it, only in a time lag compared to our planet. Is it slipped into the past or the future? You can’t know that, but it doesn’t really matter. We come from here and come back here periodically. The jungle is so dense and the air is so humid that you can’t see the sky and the visibility is just a few meters. Orientation is impossible. All you can know is where it is above and where it is below. The light from the central star reaches the living beings like winding snakes. Stopping on the plants, it twists in a spiral and exerts its blessing effect. They come from the source of life and are from pure light, they are very intelligent because they go where they are most needed. They contain and tune divine love information, purifying the body and consciousness. Their voices are also audible, very harmonious and like a huge choir whose members sing in very varied frequency bands. This planet is a peaceful resting place, no civilization on it, but it gives everything to its inhabitants. This "everything" is given by the Living Source and its serpents of light.
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